Photos in Peacock Journal
I’m very pleased to have a photo series of New Orleans homes currently published in the beautiful Peacock Journal. Thanks to Bill and Kate Lantry for giving these photos a home. Continue reading Photos in Peacock Journal
Tag: New Orleans
Photos in Barren Magazine
I’m so pleased to share that two of my NOLA based photographs are in the new issue of Barren Magazine online today. This issue is full of creativity and talent including poetry, fiction, and photography. Honestly, I’ve rarely seen an … Continue reading Photos in Barren Magazine
Caturday Daydreams
It’s hot. The heat makes cats and humans want to be still. To stay home and lie in a cool, shady spot and daydream. Continue reading Caturday Daydreams
Flash Frontier NOLA -Style is Live!
The New Orleans themed issue of Flash Frontier is live today. I’m so happy to have two of my photos in its pages and, of course, grateful that samples of my poetry and prose are included, as well. Thanks Michelle … Continue reading Flash Frontier NOLA -Style is Live!
Cast Iron
“As they passed the rows of houses they saw through the open doors that men were sweeping and dusting and washing dishes, while the women sat around in groups, gossiping and laughing. What has happened?’ the Scarecrow asked a … Continue reading Cast Iron
Riding the Ferry
The breeze off the river ruffles my hair, the sun shining on the water, diamonds with life-long intentions. I step with the crowd onto the dock – languages, scents, smiles intermingling as we move forward as one in a shared … Continue reading Riding the Ferry
Things are Starting to Grow
It’s April and Winters icy fingers still clutch at bark and stem. It’s a push and pull between cool and warm, a daily battle. Tiny tendrils, with fierce determination, push toward the sun, a little taller every day. Nodes swell, … Continue reading Things are Starting to Grow
River Mamma
The sinewy arm of the river hugs the city, a lover grown older and wiser in the ways life. Visitors often choose the neon and flash of the streets, the furious noise of movement, vitality on steroids pumped up with … Continue reading River Mamma
River of Music
Fingers of wind blew my hair around my head like Medusa’s snakes as I walked along the river levee listening to the slurp of water on shore, it’s brackish smell strong in my nostrils. Strands of music born on the … Continue reading River of Music
Morning Meditation: Stop, Observe
Stop, Observe Air as dense as wet cotton awoke me. Through the window, a squirrel nibbled on palm fruit, the fragile rays of morning illuminating inquisitive eyes. Far above, a jet full of travelers hurried to somewhere else. Continue reading Morning Meditation: Stop, Observe
